Thursday, February 16, 2006 C.E

You wreck me
My lover,
this half empty bottle,
my only companion.
A toast-
to poison on all fronts.
the sweetness to my lips,
the cold bite on my tongue.
The burn in my gut,
The cloud in my mind.
Cheers-
to cloudy days.
to rain and pain.
to smirnoff
to turn us off.
to my friend,
hand on the knife.
You wreck me-
in my cloudy lungs,
in my drowning throat,
my dying cells.
cheers-
to my favourite cancer
in the stick.
A toast-
to the boy who wrecks me,
whose men could put humpty
together again.

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